Amidst a Crowd of Stars by Megan Hart Page A

Letting her dictate the pace and pressure. Giving over to her control…until she was on the edge and ready to soar over. Then he pulled back, hand stilling, and blew repeated puffs of air against her pulsing clit and would not touch her with more than that no matter how she begged.
    When she calmed, he withdrew his hand micron by terrible, exquisite micron, and slid up her body to kiss her mouth. His cock nudged her opening, and though she was so wet for him she felt the sheets damp beneath her, he did not enter her.
    â€œI love you,” he murmured in her ear, sending shivers to perk her nipples into peaks as hard as lliwrock . “One hundred rotations I’ve loved you, Marrin, and I would have a thousand more.”
    She opened her eyes and linked her hands behind his neck to pull him back to her mouth. “I’d give them to you if I could.”
    He made no more talk but slipped inside her with the practiced ease of long experience. He paused when he’d filled her and she marveled anew at how well they fit together. Like pieces of a puzzle carved by Adonai’s own hand. He moved, his face pressed to the curve of her shoulder. Slow, long strokes, his stomach pressing her clit with every movement until she was back on the edge again.
    She clutched him, fingers drawing trails down his back to cup his muscled buttocks. She pulled him closer. They melded, joined, moved as one. He withdrew and slid in again, the tip of his cock extending to nudge the entrance to her womb. Out again and his penis contracted. In, and it lengthened.
    The dual sensation of his external and internal stroking never failed to send her to heights of pleasure she’d have said were impossible if she hadn’t lived with them for so long.
    â€œI love the way you take all of me inside you.” Keane moved faster. His hand found hers. Their fingers linked. He lifted his head to look into her eyes, and the love shining in his gaze lifted her up and up, all the way to the sky.
    Her orgasm fluttered at first, then rippled and at last exploded through her. She gasped and cried his name, pleasure making her mindless for a moment. Her body tensed and relaxed.
    He gasped and shuddered, his back arching as he thrust into her one last time. She loved seeing him this way, perfect features creased with ecstasy. His body slowly ceased to jerk and shiver, and he lay down on top of her to nuzzle against her neck.
    â€œGood morning,” she said after a moment. “It’s always a good morning when you wake me like that.”
    He laughed, the sound as rich as cream dribbled over fresh-picked berries. He got up on one elbow to look at her. “Are you sure I can’t convince you to come with me today?”
    â€œNot a chance, sport.” She settled herself on the pillows as he shifted his weight off her. Now that the lovemaking was over, her hip had flared into the same dull ache that always plagued her. They didn’t speak of it, but he knew and was careful of it.
    â€œNo?” He kissed her beneath her ear. “I’ve heard the silk merchants will be showing off their new fashions.”
    She laughed and pushed at his shoulder to let her up. “Where do I ever go that I’d need something like that?”
    â€œIt’s not a question of need, but want.”
    She glanced over her shoulder at him still sprawled in their bed and looking so handsome it made her throat close with emotion. “You go and have a good time.”
    He stretched out. Still sinewy and firm, still looking as he had the day she’d met him in the starport. Nothing had changed about him. No wrinkles, no lines, no bulge or bumps of age.
    And she… Marrin caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror over the dresser. When had she gotten so old?
    She got out of bed, her throat still closed and her breath short. She went to the window and drew back the outer curtains, but left the inner set alone. They were sheer enough to